User blog comment:SalemtheCruel/The Warmblood Games/@comment-3418619-20111214012659/@comment-4677325-20111214013525

Denrael sees Varliss out of the corner of his eye and mutters to himself. "A lizard... the cold-blooded reptiles... Let's see what he does, eh..." Denrael straps the javelin to his back and gets out his bow and arrows casually but cautiously.